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1. |
Just Another Shooting
04:21
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Sirens wail like a mother’s cry as she cradles her child’s body
Lights flash like a disco straight from the pits of hell
A sickening smell of blood, gunpowder, and sweat
What was the motive? It wasn’t determined yet
Anywhere else we’d see public outcry
But in sweet America, it’s just another shooting
The swing set bobs in the cool night breeze
The playground where medics recently passed
Though it should have been where kids played with ease
Today it became for some their last
Anywhere else we’d see public outcry
But in sweet America, it’s just another shooting
Anywhere else we’d see public outcry
But in sweet America, it’s just another shooting
Founding fathers wrote it into law our right to these deadly arms bear
But that was well before these cold, efficient machines
Captured the hearts of youth through violent entertainment
And the NRA argues their right to possess arms trumps the rights of others to live
Anywhere else we’d see public outcry
But in sweet America, it’s just another shooting
Anywhere else we’d see public outcry
But in sweet America, it’s just another shooting
It’s cold
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Turn On The TV
03:47
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Screens always on in our daily lives
So many times that we’re desensitized
If men do well then they get a small punch
Who is to say if that’s healthy expression?
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
When I was four we had no shiny screens
Only came in when brought from somewhere else
As the years passed I played less outside
Sedentary on my butt did I lie
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
When we were kids we had so much wonder
Then colored dots started infecting our minds
Even the good shows most always have conflict
And the resolution oft turns to violence
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
Do you want to see?
Turn on the TV
Loudest examples?
Look to the screen
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3. |
Poisonous Language
03:51
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I must admit that concert bands were once army
That explains why we color our language
With those terms that express violence
I’m calling teachers out to change this trend
Just take a look at all the words we use
When you start a note, it’s called an “attack”
Who the hell thought it was wise to equate music with killing?
This is beyond idiotic, and it needs to stop
Don’t just “watch” the words your students say
Listen to the underlying meaning your own messages portray
You might be using poisonous language
You might be using poisonous language
If you did a good job people might express
Their compliments in ways that may cause distress
You did well (You killed it!)
Won a game (Destroyed them!)
Made a song (Slayed!)
Got a job (Beat them all!)
Don’t just “watch” the words your students say
Listen to the underlying meaning your own messages portray
You might be using poisonous language
You might be using poisonous language
Don’t just “watch” the words your students say
Listen to the underlying meaning your own messages portray
You might be using poisonous language
You might be using poisonous language
Don’t just “watch” the words your students say
Listen to the underlying meaning your own messages portray
You might be using poisonous language
You might be using poisonous language
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Jail
02:38
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Cold hard cell walls
Cries in the halls
Bars on windows
Locked in a cage
This deep, dark place
Reserved for the poor,
The disenfranchised
Without the means
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
Out of sight is out of mind
If we sweep the streets
Of the people whose existence shows our flaws
We are morally corrupt
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
What does bail do
Besides discriminate by wealth?
Stop letting spoiled rich kids
Walk away scot-free
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
Jail is no place
To learn and grow
That’s why we can’t
Leave kids to rot
Thrown in jail when they’re just teens
Due to smoking or skin color
Stop this pointless life-ruining
Get rid of harsh sentences for non-violent offenders
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
When people fail
We throw them in jail
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5. |
Got Pulled Over
02:29
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I’ve been pulled over twice
Once for speeding, once my headlights
Both times cops were nice
I had my computer out on
My front seat but wasn’t looking at it
They were very nice
I can say that ‘cause I’m white and
Both white cops were nice
How’s it fair that some are treated
As if there’s no way that they could
Afford what they’re driving on the streets?
Twice I met the cops
Both times they let me stay in my car
“License and registration”
“Where you going in such a hurry?”
"Oh, that's not so bad."
"I won't give you points this time."
Never once was I suspected
Of having drugs or guns hidden,
Believed when I said my new registration
Was in the mail
Never asked to leave my car
Never asked to turn around
Put my hands up or get on the ground
How many people deal with that daily?
How’s it fair that some are treated
As if there’s no way that they could
Afford what they’re driving on the streets?
How’s it fair that some are treated
As if there’s no way that they could
Afford what they’re driving on the streets?
How’s it fair that some are treated
As if there’s no way that they could
Afford what they’re driving on the streets?
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6. |
Who Is There For You?
04:43
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As kids we are taught
What to do when on fire
And if your life’s threatened
Call up the police line
The narrative tells us we’ll be safe and protected
Sadly not the case if you are black and wear a hoodie
The bulge of candy in your pocket mistaken for a gun
Wonder if there’s grounds to sue the candy maker?
This is an outrage when those paid to protect us
Only reflect bias and discriminative action
This is an outrage when those paid to serve us
Behave in ways that only serve their fragile egos
Sadly, we must ask...
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Sadly, we must ask...
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Answering this question means unpacking tragic history
Our police force stems not from Brits but from slave patrols
If this isn’t publicly acknowledged or admitted
How can we expect to see improvements to its legacy?
The first step in righting wrongs means admitting your failings
It’s not easy, fun, or fancy, but it must be done
I’ll be the first to admit I have unconscious racial preference
I saw this when I took an online test
I hate this aspect about myself, but I will own up to it
Take this flaw and fight it by studying and reading and listening and having conversations that are not easy
Sadly, we must ask...
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Sadly, we must ask...
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Sadly, we must ask...
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
Who is there for you?
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7. |
Reparations
02:28
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It may never be fair
It may never be equal
That just means that we work on it
‘Til the day that we die
Not even two centuries have passed since slavery
Still it bleeds, a scar open to face history
Somehow some with privilege say, “you get you,” and “I get me”
I’ll bet they can count back centuries of their family tree
This selfish self-righteousness express itself as hate
Maybe if their lineage stopped abruptly they’d appreciate
All the baggage inherent in your ethnicity being a whole continent
Pack your pride and stow it well, or on this ride you’ll go to hell
It may never be fair
It may never be equal
That just means that we work on it
‘Til the day that we die
No, it isn’t perfect, but affirmative action
Calls to light the unspeakable evil done to some
When you’re white you’ll get more chances to follow your dreams
So don’t unload your discomfort on those with less means
It may never be fair
It may never be equal
That just means that we work on it
‘Til the day that we die
It may never be fair
It may never be equal
That just means that we work on it
‘Til the day that we die
‘Til the day that we die
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8. |
Freedom Of Speech
04:04
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Freedom of speech
A basic tenet of our culture is
Freedom of speech
This is meant to allow a
Plurality of viewpoints
Sadly, some now use it as a
Channel to voice hate
It’s one thing to disagree, but
Something else to discriminate
Freedom of speech
I hate when people do or
Act in certain ways or things
But I don’t make blanket statements
Based on one example
It’s important we don’t let our
Schema fill with rotten pieces
If your speech demeans and hurts others,
You’ve got an issue
Freedom of speech
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Nyentek Chicago, Illinois
An “adventurer in electronic sounds-poetry” whose music is “mind-bending, at times blissfully bizarre.”
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